Masonic Men - Apprentice Andram: Chapter 3
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tormentor Figata looked so sizzling clad in his crisp, milky suit. Ever since he took my boyhood a month or so ago, I’ve been able to think about nearly nothing else. It was a magical experience. And I know that when I'm older, I’ll witness it as the moment my entire life revved a corner. I now know that I’m on a profound trip of discovery; one which will lead me to understanding - and eventually feeling - true carnal pleasure. Despite having been nearly often in my thoughts since my calling last month, I haven’t seen a supreme deal of tormentor Figata in the flesh. I pass him from time to time, but am always too jumpy to speak to him outside of our planned meetings. But he gives me these looks which tells me we’re not done. That intense, amazing, life-changing date was not the end of our story together… In fact, it was just the highly first chapter! So, when I was called for my Ordination and ambled in to find tormentor Figata clad in that beautifully-tailored milky suit, I knew something special was about to happen. My heart instantly leapt into my throat and my head embarked spinning. He told me to sit down on the big milky sofa and beamed at me with that big, uber-sexy smirk of his. His is the sort of smirk which makes a youthful dude perceive safe. It’s a smirk which seems to tell you you’re the most significant person in the world. He asked if I knew why I was there. I lied and said I did. I mean, I knew I was being ordained to the Order but I had no idea what that actually entailed. Obviously, I knew what I wished it to entail, but there would definitely be a entire heap of ritual in the meantime. He instantaneously told me to commence undressing, which I did with possibly too much enthusiasm. I kinda knew the entire vibe was to come throughout as chaste and sober, but ever since he took my virginity, I’ve been desperate to perceive his arms running over my assets again. He rubbed my knee mildly and invitingly as I undid my shirt. I couldn’t wait to get the damned thing off, and was so desperate to do so that I left behind to undo the buttons on the cuffs! Then he took his own jacket off before getting down on all fours down at my soles and eliminating my shoes and socks. There was something impressively softcore about what he was doing; it perceived subservient, like I’d earned enough of his respect for him to deign to get on all fours before me and remove my footwear. And he did it all so slowly and deliberately. I instantly plowed up, and then, when he pulled the zipper down on my pants, I perceived a rush of absolute excitement at the invented what I might be about to practice - the life lesson I knew I was about to learn. He slowly pulled my panties down and my rock-hard manstick sprung up to greet him. I was surprised when he placed his lips around it. I mean, I’d done it to him the last time we met, but I had no idea it would perceive the way it felt. My entire assets embarked to shake. These bolts of total elation embarked rippling up and down my body… Then he got me to get on all fours on the sofa before kicking off to fondle, then gobble my ass. It was like his tongue was dancing. I could perceive my hole spreading in anticipation; saluting in that renewed sense of belonging, that feeling of completeness. Then he got me to stand up and I could tell something was different. He seemed a lil breathless - a bit flushed, maybe. There was a coldness about him the last time we met, but this time he seemed excited. He told me to remove his belt and, as I dropped down to do so, he took off his shirt and tie. I could witness his phat manstick tenting thru the milky suit trousers and, as I pulled them down, I found it pridefully standing to attention beneath his see-through underpants. I instantly embarked to fellate him and he gasped and moaned in a truly good way. I attempted to get the entire thing in my mouth, but it wouldn’t fit. He was saying me to gobble his balls, and then the apex of his cock; saying me what he needed and how best to elation him. I squatted down on the sofa again and he knelt behind me, running the giant mushroom head of his big manstick up and down my backside violate in a way which had my hole spasming in seconds. And then he embarked to push himself into me. I knew from the previous time that my only option was to linger as peaceful and relaxed as possible. He slid in real slow. I thought a few times that he must have shoved it all the way in, but then I’d perceive it going deeper. Like impossibly deep. Like it was gonna commence prodding thru my tummy button! Then he embarked to grind in and out of me, and it all of a sudden perceived like we were somehow one being. Both of us had mixed to trigger swings of mighty within each other which were at the same time crashing thru our bodies. Even our squeals embarked to meld together, we were sighing as one, howling out in unison. His arms were packaged around my throat. I could barely breathe. My elation was his pleasure. We existed for one another. He got me onto my back and thrust himself inwards me, never once taking his eyes off me. We stared at each other. Got lost in each other. I somehow knew he was close, and moments later, he embarked to drive his manstick into me with some . I perceived his love plunge injecting me. I sincerely perceived it gushing inwards me like water rushing down a pipe. And, when he pulled out, I could perceive it cascading out of me. I was desperate to keep it inside, but you can’t stop gravity! He scooped some of it into his hand, before touching it over my forehead. And there it was! That was my anointment. I was now a man!
tormentor Figata looked so sizzling clad in his crisp, milky suit. Ever since he took my boyhood a month or so ago, I’ve been able to think about nearly nothing else. It was a magical experience. And I know that when I'm older, I’ll witness it as the moment my entire life revved a corner. I now know that I’m on a profound trip of discovery; one which will lead me to understanding - and eventually feeling - true carnal pleasure. Despite having been nearly often in my thoughts since my calling last month, I haven’t seen a supreme deal of tormentor Figata in the flesh. I pass him from time to time, but am always too jumpy to speak to him outside of our planned meetings. But he gives me these looks which tells me we’re not done. That intense, amazing, life-changing date was not the end of our story together… In fact, it was just the highly first chapter! So, when I was called for my Ordination and ambled in to find tormentor Figata clad in that beautifully-tailored milky suit, I knew something special was about to happen. My heart instantly leapt into my throat and my head embarked spinning. He told me to sit down on the big milky sofa and beamed at me with that big, uber-sexy smirk of his. His is the sort of smirk which makes a youthful dude perceive safe. It’s a smirk which seems to tell you you’re the most significant person in the world. He asked if I knew why I was there. I lied and said I did. I mean, I knew I was being ordained to the Order but I had no idea what that actually entailed. Obviously, I knew what I wished it to entail, but there would definitely be a entire heap of ritual in the meantime. He instantaneously told me to commence undressing, which I did with possibly too much enthusiasm. I kinda knew the entire vibe was to come throughout as chaste and sober, but ever since he took my virginity, I’ve been desperate to perceive his arms running over my assets again. He rubbed my knee mildly and invitingly as I undid my shirt. I couldn’t wait to get the damned thing off, and was so desperate to do so that I left behind to undo the buttons on the cuffs! Then he took his own jacket off before getting down on all fours down at my soles and eliminating my shoes and socks. There was something impressively softcore about what he was doing; it perceived subservient, like I’d earned enough of his respect for him to deign to get on all fours before me and remove my footwear. And he did it all so slowly and deliberately. I instantly plowed up, and then, when he pulled the zipper down on my pants, I perceived a rush of absolute excitement at the invented what I might be about to practice - the life lesson I knew I was about to learn. He slowly pulled my panties down and my rock-hard manstick sprung up to greet him. I was surprised when he placed his lips around it. I mean, I’d done it to him the last time we met, but I had no idea it would perceive the way it felt. My entire assets embarked to shake. These bolts of total elation embarked rippling up and down my body… Then he got me to get on all fours on the sofa before kicking off to fondle, then gobble my ass. It was like his tongue was dancing. I could perceive my hole spreading in anticipation; saluting in that renewed sense of belonging, that feeling of completeness. Then he got me to stand up and I could tell something was different. He seemed a lil breathless - a bit flushed, maybe. There was a coldness about him the last time we met, but this time he seemed excited. He told me to remove his belt and, as I dropped down to do so, he took off his shirt and tie. I could witness his phat manstick tenting thru the milky suit trousers and, as I pulled them down, I found it pridefully standing to attention beneath his see-through underpants. I instantly embarked to fellate him and he gasped and moaned in a truly good way. I attempted to get the entire thing in my mouth, but it wouldn’t fit. He was saying me to gobble his balls, and then the apex of his cock; saying me what he needed and how best to elation him. I squatted down on the sofa again and he knelt behind me, running the giant mushroom head of his big manstick up and down my backside violate in a way which had my hole spasming in seconds. And then he embarked to push himself into me. I knew from the previous time that my only option was to linger as peaceful and relaxed as possible. He slid in real slow. I thought a few times that he must have shoved it all the way in, but then I’d perceive it going deeper. Like impossibly deep. Like it was gonna commence prodding thru my tummy button! Then he embarked to grind in and out of me, and it all of a sudden perceived like we were somehow one being. Both of us had mixed to trigger swings of mighty within each other which were at the same time crashing thru our bodies. Even our squeals embarked to meld together, we were sighing as one, howling out in unison. His arms were packaged around my throat. I could barely breathe. My elation was his pleasure. We existed for one another. He got me onto my back and thrust himself inwards me, never once taking his eyes off me. We stared at each other. Got lost in each other. I somehow knew he was close, and moments later, he embarked to drive his manstick into me with some . I perceived his love plunge injecting me. I sincerely perceived it gushing inwards me like water rushing down a pipe. And, when he pulled out, I could perceive it cascading out of me. I was desperate to keep it inside, but you can’t stop gravity! He scooped some of it into his hand, before touching it over my forehead. And there it was! That was my anointment. I was now a man!
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